i rest my head at
the hill of dreams
waiting there for
the ghost of you
hill of dreams
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hill of dreams
in that slipshadow
Photo by Stephane Gagnon on Unsplash in that slipshadow
your hand on my hip is
my hand on your hip
cutting the twilight
of midnight under
a lazy summer moon
hanging low enough
to grasp if but
for only slender hours
before is slips behind
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in that slipshadow
inside the inside
Photo by Alice Alinari on Unsplash i am inside her inside me
and you cannot cannot see
for the fog obscured of her
mists and dark moon we
both dance naked beneath
as i am her of inside me
this is not a broken
this is just how the we
under red the apple tree
to come with her as
she comes with meTo like, click comments or:
inside the inside
still do not
Photo by Connor DeMott on Unsplash long that road & more
i still do not know
where it will lead
i have my doubts that
the path heads north
i still do not know
our hands become expressions
reflections of our thoughts
feathering fans before eyes
fingers return to masks
long that road & more
i still do not know
what we will find in end
i still do not knowTo like, click comments or:
still do not
Songlet — 28may25
Photo by Anthony Roberts on Unsplash I was trying to locate some old files to see if I could recreate a song that I never finished to… get around to finishing it.
The only problem (if I could find the files) is that they were possibly recorded using an obsolete DAW (digital audio workbench): either a much older Cakewalk or via Sony Acid (which I abused and made into a DAW when it was really just a loop manager) file. It was a song that was mostly done except for the vocal tracks and some management of song structure, but it might be lost and I’ll have to recreate it from scratch if I can figure out just what the heck I did ten or more years ago [Update: Found it! It is only six years old and I have the compatible files. Now I just have to decide if I want to modify it or keep it as-is.]
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Songlet — 28may25
desert undressing
Photo by Dave Hoefler on Unsplash desert undressing
her dune shifting sand
under night chill waxing
painted in badland tone
she slips beneath shadows
of her whispered song
longing to hold you
to her heartTo like, click comments or:
desert undressing
all at grindylow
Photo by pedram ahmadi on Unsplash all at grindylow
and howling moon
with the wind
bash this smash this
burning head
towards the in
my fingers spark
flint like iron
my heart burns
at blood within
all at grindylow
and howling moon
with the windTo like, click comments or:
all at grindylow
regret in rear
regret the mirror ugly
spider cracked look back
past pig gaping jaw
to claw that face off
fade skies out black
we break everything
until there is only emptyTo like, click comments or:
regret in rear
full song | “again” [updated]
Photo by Peter Herrmann on Unsplash NOTE: It seems that iOS dislikes most audio files. I have replaced the audio file with one coded in .MP3, so let me know if there are still issues on your platform of choice.
Happy Sunday evening (or Monday morning) to you all.
Quite possibly against my best interests considering that I am coming out a bit with a truly frightening prospect for anyone who knows: a full song recording that I’ve been working on with some bloke I know named Michael singing. He’s not the best singer out there, but hopefully his contribution to this composition was at least serviceable.
As you know, when time permits, I’ve been working on trying to work on getting a few music snippets out that play with a modified 80s-era post-punk sound influenced primarily by early Cure and Joy Division, with hints of all of the other bands from that era to more modern bands like The Eden House and Kælan Mikla. More than just playing around with sound, I felt I should finally commit to making a full song.
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full song | “again” [updated]
phantasmagoria
Photo by Massimiliano Sarno on Unsplash straining again the fade away
but whatever reason for?
transparent to the oblivion already
a silent walking phantasmagoria
but raspy ghast my hollow voice
left to knockers 'twixt walls tapping
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phantasmagoria
